Domestic Despair

Dear Bank Manager,
I know it’s been a long time since you have heard from me and you must be on the verge of utter despair, wondering why I haven’t been responding to all those lovely letters you’ve been sending me over the past few months. Perhaps you thought I’d gone to live on a [...]

I HAD a dream about Neil Armstrong the other night. I don’t know why that happened but I suppose it must have been something to do with watching too much Discovery Channel. Whatever the reason, I pictured him in his astronaut’s outfit sitting on an edge of moonrock in the Sea Of Tranquillity eating a [...]